Stibbe, Nina2020
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WHEN PEOPLE IN THE VILLAGE HEARD I WAS ABOUT TO START WORKING IN THE CITY, THEY TRIED TO UNSETTLE ME WITH TALES OF WOE. THE SUN, BLOTTED OUT BY THE TALL BUILDINGS, COULDN'T SHINE AND THE RAIN WAS POISONED BY THE TOXIC FUMES THAT POURED FROM THE SOCK FACTORIES. MY SKIN WOULD BE COVERED IN PIMPLES ...
